Triple XXX — Ya No Te Acuerdas song lyrics and translation

The page contains the lyrics and English translation of the song "Ya No Te Acuerdas" by Triple XXX.

Lyrics

La vida es una puta mierda te gustan los billetes verda?
Ya no te acuerdas lo de ¨mama k te voy a sangra¨
Vende paleta en el barrio pa poder fumar
Y decir a trapixea, pa poder pagar
Ya no te acuerdas chava, todo lo que hay que mamar
Si quieres ropa wapa pa el corte ingles a manga
Sali con 100 duros en la cartera, y volver con mas
Irme a la costa a pegar palos, pa poder jala
Lo que hay compadre, lo que la vida me han enseñao
No se puede ir de listo, pero tampoco de adobao
Ahora todo lo que tengo canijo me lo he currao
Soy mui brujo mi mierda es mi tema es mi lado
Oye primo! haciendo amigo y enemigos
Me subo a la poya si es alba yo sigo mi camino
Esperando dar bombazos, liar pepinos
He mamado he tragado pero las tengo todas conmigo
Me acuerdo ya how me! How me! cuando no teniamos na
Cuando la vida solo era tumba en el sofa
Cuando la vieja en su cuarto no paraba de llorar
Porque esta es una mierda y no te levantas chaval?
Todo me va fatal, nadie me viene a ayudar
Tienes que currartelo solo y nada de marcha atrás
Estoy metio en un bokete y no me pueden salvar
Son muchas noches en la cama sin para de soñar
Llegara algun dia, en el que la gente no se ria
Ahora creen que yo conseguia lo que pretendia
Me ha costado media vida, perdido en la noxe fria
Descarrilao y sin vida, creyendo que era la mia
No te acuerdas canija lo que tu antes me decia
Que lo que yo taba viviendo era una fantasia
Que ser cantante de rap, era solo una movida
12 años en el micro no son tonteria es mi vida
Ya no te acuerdas cuando no habia na de na
Cuando la fama que tenias no era por cantar
Sale a la calle a trapixexa a vende a tanga a buscarme la life
(Bis)
Mientras escribo esto pienso en mi colega Spain
Ya que fuera el adentro el chaleco no es pa ti
How me! Cabrones querian echarle mierda no hay cojones
Pille un pez gordo chungo Manga de maricones
Juega con fuego y quemate Fire!
Cerdos como tu no me asustan Engañan!
Yo llevo mucho andao muchos palos mamaos
Las esposas las conosco y las porras en el costado
Mostro! sólo cuento lo que soy
Son muchos años de mierda hasta hoy
Y aquí estoy con un single en la calle Compi!
No me olvido de los tiempos de perro asi
Es asi cuando tienes mas quieres
Cuando mas tienes mucho mas queres
Hasta que no te acuerdas de quien eres
Hasta que se te olvida de donde vienes
Hasta que el subidon de mortadela te ciegue
Te acuerdas como iba el tema de la calle mey
Entretrapis Escucha Entretapis
Me acuerdo ver cuando el rap era el rap y nada mas
Liando ni comercido ni funky tal cual
Ante no habian etiquetas solo un micro y un chaval
Esa mierda no sirve pa ver kien es mas real
Hay lo llevas chulo triple xxx tiene de todo
Tenemos mesa del flow Freestyle oh boy!
Tu quieres tema con este Mc'
Nunca vai a parar de hablar de mi
Estoy aqui por el showbiz con mi family
Spain y strai goochi de malaga city
No me llamo bogydem no tengo mal filosofy
Rap wanna be no kiero pero por aki
Kien tiene la culpa de lo que pasa en el pais
Seran discograficas mala noche o Mc
No! Man believe me
Dejame que kiero enseñarte que camino hay seguir
Ya no te acuerdas cuando no habia na de na
Cuando la fama que tenias no era por cantar
Sale a la calle a trapixexa a vende a tanga a buscarme la life
(Bis)

Lyrics translation

Life is a fucking shit do you like verda bills?
You don't Remember mama k anymore. I'm gonna bleed you.
Sell palette in the neighborhood to be able to smoke
And say to trapixea, pa be able to pay
You don't remember chava anymore, all you have to suck
If you want clothes WAPA PA the English cut to sleeve
I left with 100 Hard in the wallet, and come back with more
Go to the coast to stick sticks, PA power pulls
What there compadre, what life have taught me
You can't go smart, but neither can adobao
Now all I have canijo I have currao
I'm mui Witch my shit is my subject is my side
Hey cousin! making friends and enemies
I climb to the poya if it's Dawn I go my way
Waiting to give bombs, roll cucumbers
I've sucked I've swallowed but I've got them all with me
I remember how me! How me! when we did not have na
When life was only grave on the sofa
When the old woman in her room kept crying
Because this is shit and you don't get up, kid?
Everything goes bad, no one comes to help me
You have to curartelo alone and no reversing
I'm stuck in a bokete and you can't save me
There are many nights in bed without stopping dreaming
There will come a day when people don't laugh
Now they think I got what I wanted
It cost me half a life, lost in the cold noxe
Derail and lifeless, believing it was mine
You don't remember what you used to say to me.
That what I was living was a fantasy
That being a rap singer was just a move
12 years on the mic are not nonsense is my life
You don't remember when there was no Na of na
When the fame you had wasn't for singing
Go out to the street to trapixexa to sell a thong to get me life
(Bis)
As I write this I think of my colleague Spain
Since it was the inside the vest is not pa you
How me! Fuckers wanted to fuck him no balls
Catch a big fish chungo sleeve of faggots
Play with fire and burn Fire!
Pigs like you don't scare me they cheat!
I take a lot andao many sticks mamaos
I know the wives, and I beat them to the side.
Monster! I just tell what I am
It's many years of shit until today
And here I am with a single on compi Street!
I don't forget dog times like that
It's like that when you have the most you want
When more you have much more you want
Until you remember who you are
Until you forget where you come from
Until the mortadela surge blinds you
Do you remember the Mey street thing?
Spacer Listen To Spacer
I remember seeing when rap was rap and nothing else
Playing neither commercial nor funky as is
Before there were no labels just a microphone and a kid
That shit is no use PA see kien is more real
There you wear pimp triple xxx has everything
We have flow Freestyle table oh boy!
You want theme with this Mc'
He's never gonna stop talking about me.
I'm here for showbiz with my family.
Spain and strai goochi from malaga city
My name is not bogydem I have no bad philosophy
Rap wanna be no kiero but by aki
Kien is to blame for what happens in the country
They'll be mala noche or Mc
No! Man believe me
Let me kiero show you which way to go
You don't remember when there was no Na of na
When the fame you had wasn't for singing
Go out to the street to trapixexa to sell a thong to get me life
(Bis)